But in autumn, one thing is certain: we spend less time doing and more time gazing. More time soaking in the sights, sounds, and smells. More time hopping into as many real-life paintings as possible, dwelling on the mindfulness that seems to come more effortlessly while in nature…and at peace.
Scenic drives in October might as well be an activity, because even though they could easily be equated to doing nothing, they make me feel as full as ever. Golden leaves flutter down from above and kick off the ground as cars blow past. Sunlight takes on a different sparkle as it streams through tree tunnels and turns leaves into stained glass. Late autumn’s own petrichor fills the air, and blue skies become deeper and more brilliant with a contrasting horizon.